Deemons: Wave of Warnings

December 30, 2023. The day of preparation and guest welcoming for the house of Mentos. Early morning, I woke up from a nightmare I can't remember - what did I just dream for my body to sweat like this? I stretch and soon leave the room to help in preparation. I can't dwindle just because of something I can't even remember. After all, I was just a parentless child who was freeloading at my aunt's house. Even though I can't say I was treated fairly, it is still far better than living on the road and begging for food. Well, the house we lived in was my old house, which was now being managed by my aunt. A two-storey house with a balcony. But what is the difference between me and a begar? Both of us are broke, I was just a bit lucky than them. But if you look at one perspective. Our life was pretty much the same. We needed to work to have worth. Even my name only amounted to a coin. A very common and unloved type of money on earth. "Auntie, where should I put this water?" "Why even ask? Don't you have eyes to look at?" "I was just -" "Such stupidity! If you weren't the child of my brother, I have long thrown you on this mansion. Just leave it there at the table and go transport what I have shopped at the front door. Be careful, those things are more expensive than that life you had." "Yes, Auntie." No matter what type of work I was given, I needed to do it, or I wouldn't have food as a punishment. That must be why my body has gotten quite big, yet my height was only one on a regular type. I'm small! I have long forgotten how love was, how it works, how it feels, and how it shows. Ever since the day I lost both my parents, I have long hidden or removed some emotions I had. If I look at the past, I would be reprimanded if I just showed a hint of a smile, if I acted cute, and if I just showed my face. So ever since then, a veil would be worn to cover my eyes just enough to see the surroundings. And I got used to it! "Phew, that was heavy as hell." Now that I finished transporting the ingredients that would be used, I was tasked to clean the rooms on the second floor. A total of five, including my room. Auntie and his husband would sleep on the first floor, and only I and her three children's use the second floor. But now that the triplet decided to have a vacation from work for ten days with friends, I even needed to give up my room just for them. "I should think of where I will be having sleep tonight." Working is too tiring, even if my body got used to working, I still needed a rest as I was no different from any human. But, now that I was at the age of nineteen, I should think of what work I would need to do. That way, I could leave the clutch of my relative. Sigh, let's take a nap for a bit and come down to help. I have already finished cleaning the rooms, so taking a bit of a nap can't be too much to ask... Hmm, why does something feel itchy? My body also feels kind of weird. It's hot! Whisper Hmm, what is that sound? I kept feeling like something was pressing me down and, at the same time, was whispering. Whisper Stop it... Whisper Stop it... Whisper "I said sto-" "Shh, lower your mouth. My friends will hear your voice. They're just behind this room." "Brother Ray? What are doi- "This will be quick, don't worry." I was lost for a second, I don't know what made this man pounce on me like this, but yeah, I was being wrecked by a beast who just came back from work. So the weird feeling I felt just now was his doing. A beast in heat who was on the verge of cooling down using some b***h, and that b***h is me? f**k! I wanted to resist, I wanted to run and call for help, but would anyone help me? Will they even believe me? What if Aunt said that I was just making some stories, that I just wanted attention specifically now that visitors had gathered here? She will call me a b***h for sure, and I use my face to lure them. Am I even worth believing in my state? No, I wasn't. If that was the case, I should have done it back when I was first molested by these brothers. My body has gotten used to the pleasure they imprinted. Every time they had time, they would use me like a doll to release some of their urges. Only my mind was the only one denying the pleasure I was in. Right, I forgot this is me. I forgot I was a b***h begin the sons of my auntie with its body just to remain in the house. An orphan b***h, a broke b***h. That is me! "Phew, that was good. It's been a long time since we met and I was just asked by Mom to call you down as she needed some help but I can't help but feel horny on your state. You are the best." Kiss. If I was any regular man, would I have experienced this kind of treatment? Will my life be any different from this? I don't think I needed an answer for that. "Then brother Rey, please excuse me. I should keep going now, auntie will be angry for sure because of my absence." "Sure, but remember to wash that ass of yours. That is if you don't want others to learn that you were just fuck." I suddenly felt embarrassed, even though I wasn't at fault for that, why can't I say - whose fault is this? Sigh, when will I change? Is changing even a choice in my situation? Have I even tried? "Like the name you had, you are so hard to learn. Do you, Coin? It's been almost an hour since I have called you, where have you been?" "Sorry Auntie, I- I fell asleep and forgot the time." "Tsk, just go and help with these. I will see your explanation after this event is done." "Y-yes!" I felt scared, but that was just her normal attitude towards me. Preparing and doing some desserts like macaroni and Graham was easy. I have long been taught to do these things and I can't deny my love for dessert, especially those sweets and yummy desserts. After finishing it, I chopped some meat to be cooked for tomorrow. If I had been a bit later than that or if no other visitors than the brothers were at home, then I would for sure have received a strong slap from the face coming from the bottom of the abyss. Those days of experience and pain have made me see that whether I tell some truth or lie, the outcome will remain the same. What a tiring day to think of a tiring past in this situation. "After cleaning everywhere, clean yourself too. Don't let our guests think that you are being mistreated in our house. Don't be such a stupid b***h, just because you have a good face." "Y-yes." Good face? It was the first time I heard those words. The thing is, Each person I met including the member of this house always despite how I look. They would scrawl at me at a given time every time, especially if they saw my eyes. So, I started to use a veil to cover them. If a good face looks like mine, then what do I call the others who are so pretty? Even the triplets were known as the most handsome men in this town. What would they even think if they heard someone saying I have a good face? But that doesn't matter, the life I had is what matters, and all I need is to endure. Yeah, let's endure it till I got work and money for my own. Leaving that aside, it's time to rest. I already found a place to sleep, and that is the balcony. Now, the only thing that was missing was for me to lay my body. Thinking now, this day was the same day I lost both my parents from a fortuitous event. It's been a decade since then, and only now did I notice that time has the power to turn a person into a different one. I have changed too much from a lively child to this not-so-emotionless adult. If everything could be brought back to where it was, I could have a happy childhood with them. I could have a smile sweeter than candy. I could even laugh without worry. But everything was just a wishful thinking of mine that even if the world soon died out, it would never happen. It's no use thinking that now, I should rest as tons of work was still for me to do tomorrow.